"Hades, huh?" Madison asked raising an eyebrow. "Really, I don't mind your dad. He seems a nice enough guy from the one time I met him. He's got a job to do, and he does it quite well. There's nothing evil about him... though I think my opinion of him is somewhat rare around here."

"You can say that again," Vanessa says with a roll of her hazel eyes, "He's never seemed that bad to me, well when we're not fighting, I guess," The teenager runs a hand through her orange hair with a sigh before chewing on her lip before watching a smile group of teen flock toward the square,

"What's going on there?" She asks Madison, trying to see over the people but her short height making it difficult, "I've only been here a couple of weeks I'm not used to the town schedule..."